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Aaron carried me over to the couch, and we collapsed onto it, still laughing, very happy with our team's win.

“That was quite a practised, stroke you were performing on the dildo.  Looked like you have done it many times before?”  said Aaron.

“Oh, dozens of guys.  At my bible group on every Saturday night dance, they line up waiting their turn,”  I replied, noting that he had a quick look at me to make sure I was joking.

Tony put some music on, he had mixed some of his favourite songs on a couple of CDs.  Rex and Bailey were the first on the floor, followed by Sally and Ethan.  Aaron got me up, then Ryker pulled Sacha up and Valerie, Owen.

Carson looked slightly dejected and went over to the window seat.  Tony was walking around tidying up.  After two songs, Carson came over and tried to butt in on Aaron and me, he wanting to dance.

I saw that Aaron was going to tell him to bugger off, So got in first, “Carson, you're a lot of fun but go ask Sally or Bailey, I don’t want you lifting the back of my skirt thanks.”

He turned away and went over and asked Valerie.  I think she was also going to resist,  but Owen moved away before Valerie had a chance to decline or accept.  I noticed though, that as soon as the dance was finished, she thanked him and moved back to Owen.  Poor Carson, he was feeling like the odd one out.

As he headed back to the window seat, Sally took Ethan by the hand and walked towards the stairs.  As she passed Carson she whispered something to him.  He smiled gave them a minute, then snuck down the stairs behind them.

“Did you see that?” I asked Aaron.

“Dirty little bugger, has got lucky.  At least it has gotten him out of your hair.  I told you he has the hots for you.”

Valerie noticed them leave, she grabbed Owen’s hand a lead him to Ava’s bedroom.  Valerie had told me earlier, that they intended to move Nick into the third bedroom, and put Ava in where we were but hadn’t gotten around to it yet.  And that there was only a king single in Ava’s room.

We danced for a bit, but then curiosity got the better of me, and I nudged Aaron, “Let’s sneak downstairs and have a look at what’s going on.”

I picked up the camera from the end of the credenza.  When we got to the bottom of the stairs, we found the bedroom door wide open.  I leaned in and snapped some shots of the three of them on the bed.  Ethan had finished already and had his back against the headboard.  Sally was on her knees, sucking his limp prick clean while getting absolutely hammered by Carson from the rear.  He was fully dressed in the Satyr costume still, his rather impressive phallus poking through the unzipped front of the wooden pants.

I walked into the room, snapping some excellent shots.  Then as I panned up to Ethan’s face, saw the alarm, almost panic, written across his face at being caught.  So I dropped the camera to my side, mouthed sorry to him, and followed Aaron upstairs.

When we got to the top of the stairs, the only ones left in the room were Ryker, Sacha and Tony.  A slow number was playing and Ryker had Sacha in a loose embrace sensually swaying her body to the music.  Tony had finished tidying up and had moved over behind Sacha, with his hands on her shoulders, his kneading fingers bringing deep sighs from Sacha’s lips.

I was surprised, this frigid woman who had earlier hugged everyone with her hips a good two feet apart was embraced between two men, and seemed to be really enjoying the experience.  I didn’t want to get caught staring but did want to observe the seduction.  So I hauled Aaron to his feet for another dance.  Moving him around so I could observe the proceedings over his shoulder.  With my eyes half-closed in case she looked over at us, I watched Tony move his hands down to Sacha’s waist and kneed the muscles in the hollow of her lower back.

A movement appeared in my peripheral vision.  It was Carson, he moved from the top of the stairs, over to us and asked where his brother was.  Aaron answered, “He’s in the third bedroom over there.  Leave them be.”

But Carson ignored him, turned, walked to the bedroom door, and entered, only half closing the door behind him.  Aaron looked at me, concern on his face.  We waited, almost holding our breath for him to reappear with his tail between his legs.  But after a few minutes, nothing had happened.  We continued to slow dance, I was watching Ryker’s progress, but also waiting to see what happened with Carson.

Finally unable to stand it any longer, I looked to Aaron and said we should go have a look.  I picked up the camera from the couch as we passed it.  Then pushed Ava’s door open a little more, and glanced into the bedroom.  Just inside the door was Ava’s cot, on the opposite wall was a king single bed.  Owen was lying on his back, Valerie, naked as the day she was born, straddling him, hips bucking up and down.  But the real shock was that Carson was positioned behind them running his quite impressive cock along the crack of her arse.

I let out a gasp, it, fortunately, went unheard in their passioned frenzy.  Then I gripped Aaron’s arm tight, as I watched Carson guide his re-awakened pecker, into her bottom.  I had seen this in the porn video that my girlfriends and I had watched.  We had all agreed that it must be something staged or photoshopped, as no woman could do that, the pain would be too severe.  

But Valerie, although she looked to be in pain, obviously was very happy with his attentions.  She humped her arse back into him and called out for him to fuck her harder.  I thought about lifting my arm and firing off some shots, then told myself, No, Ryker would not want to see them.  And feeling like a bit of a perv, I shut the door quietly and moved Aaron ahead of me, back into the lounge to continue our dance.

The three protagonists in the middle of the lounge were still slow dancing together.  Sacha was on tiptoes, looking into Ryker's eyes, The look on her face was of pure need, she looked like a hungry, wanton woman, and her hips were moving in sensual motions against Tony, who was now pushing his hips against hers.  I was not surprised when they started shuffling towards the bedroom door.

I broke away from Aaron. “Take me to bed, but just cuddle’s please, I don’t want to make love tonight.”

“Why, are you too tender down there?” Aaron asked.

‘Men!’ I thought, always it is the physical, not the mind that they think of.  “No, I’m not sore,” I replied, “It has been a lot for me to take in, I’m a bit overwhelmed by all that has happened.”

“Sorry, I should have taken better care of you,” he hesitated, “I shouldn’t have let Rex do that to you at lunchtime.”

“Don’t be silly, Rex was just a tiny interlude to the most amazing experience with you.  I thought I was going to burst apart, it was so good.  This evening has been incredible, the food, games, everyone so happy, watching them all get so sexually aroused.  It’s hard to explain, but I feel I need to retain a small bit of sanity and balance.  I feel that if I have sex right now, I will be just like the others and it will be a debauched quick release that means nothing.  Does that make any sense?” I asked, watching his face, wanting him to understand.

“I understand.” He hesitated, looking as if he should open up and tell me something. Then shrugging away his apprehension, he continued, “When Ryker and I shared a young woman the first time.  It was amazingly erotic at first, but when he started getting a bit rough with her and asked me to smack her arse and stuff, I suddenly wanted to run away, It was too much, I couldn’t define to myself what I felt.  Don’t get me wrong, what Ryker did to the young lady, really pressed her button, she was over the moon.  But I did not want to be part of it and left him to her.  So yes, I understand how you feel.”

He bent, picked me up, and carried me into our bedroom.  I was feeling pretty emotional that he understood.

We stripped and got into bed.  We didn’t say anything, just held each other tight.  I thought I would drift into a deep sleep.  But we could hear the sounds of lovemaking next door, and I realised both bathroom doors must be open, as we could almost hear what they were saying.

Then Sacha called out, “Oooh, Nooo, Not there.” And then moaned that she was cumming.

Aaron and I both sat up looked at one another, wondering what had kindled such a response.  And we kept out of bed together, racing one another into the bathroom.

Looking around the door, we saw Ryker and Sacha facing one another, on their sides.  Sacha had her left leg drawn up to her chest, her foot resting on Ryker’s hip.  He was deep inside her and holding still, while she slammed her hips onto him.  But she was also diving her backside onto Tony’s finger on the backstroke.  A finger he was forcefully thrusting into her arse.

The ministrations Tony was applying to her butt, was obviously what had prompted the outburst we had heard.  She seemed to be having one continuous orgasm.  I was taken with the look on Ryker’s face. There was passion, tenderness, pride, the expression looked a lot like love to me.  He was quite smitten and was cueing comforting sounds and words in her ear.

Then his expression changed, his face showed rapture, then release.  He let out a long groan as he met her every thrust with equal force, then collapsed over onto his back.

Sacha took a minute to realise he had slipped out of her, then opened her eyes in disappointment.  But only for a minute, Tony rolled her flat on her stomach, pulled her arse up from the bed, and plunged into her from behind.  She let out a low growl of pleasure, then turned her head to Ryker. “Sorry, I can’t help it.”

He just leaned in and kissed her, as her body was wracked with a series of strong orgasms.  I was very glad I did not take a bet with Ryker on his breaking her, as he called it.  Not a word I would have used, and by the look on Ryker’s face, not an expression he would use again either.

I looked to Aaron, knowing it was time we should leave.  He was sporting the biggest hard-on I’ve ever seen, poor bugger was really turned on.  I grabbed his hand lead him back to our bed, making sure I closed both bathroom doors and gave him a blow job I hoped he would remember for a long time.

He tried to stop me, saying I didn’t need to do it.  But I wanted to give him release just as much as he wanted it.  I could only get about two inches in my mouth, the head was that swollen, but I sucked and worked my tongue around the head like it was a small toffee apple.  My hand hardly fit all around the shaft, but I stroked it with lightning speed and in less than a minute, was rewarded by three strong jets of his seed, exploding against the back of my throat.

When we had calmed down, I rolled away from him, turned, and spooned into his body.  Sleep, blessed sleep, I was going to go out like a log. 

At that moment as I slowly closed my eyes, our bedroom door opened, and in walked Carson.  He came over to my side of the bed and made to get in with me.

“Carson!” I yelled. “What the fuck do you think you're doing?” As I clutched the sheets tightly to my chest.

“I thought you may want some company, I need somewhere to sleep,” he mumbled.

“Well, I don’t.” I could feel Aaron tense up behind me and knew there was going to be trouble if I did not defuse the situation. “Why don’t you get Rex to drive you guys home?”

“He’s not here, car has gone, so’s Bailey, I think the dirty bugger has taken her back to his place.”

“Well, sleep on the couch, or try Sally downstairs.  But you're not getting in here with us.”

“Oh well, good try.  Sorry Aaron, didn’t mean to upset you.” And he turned to leave the room.  But instead of going out into the lounge, he opened the bathroom door and walked through there.

Aaron and I turned to look at each other. “He can’t be going to try with Sacha,” I said to Aaron, “Ryker will rip his head off.”

“I’m not too sure about that. Listen,” said Aaron, cocking his head to the side.

And sure enough, there was the sound of unmistakable lovemaking still happening in the next bedroom and murmured voices, none sounding very upset.

We lay there listening until we heard Sacha, wail out, “Not there, ooh fuck, nooo.” And Aaron and I were out of bed again and striding into the bathroom.

I knew what I was going to see, but still let out a gasp of breath, as I took in Carson’s crouched form on the bed, bent over Sacha’s backside.  She had been riding Ryker when Carson entered the room. Ryker was holding her tightly down on top of him now, and Carson’s knob was enveloped in her butt.

She wailed out that it hurt, and I was surprised to hear Ryker soothing her and say for her to relax, that it would only hurt for a minute.  Tony had been lying on his side watching, but now leaned over to his bedside cabinet, and took out a jar of vaseline.  Carson saw this, pulled out, rubbed a good dollop onto his angry-looking knob, and re-entered Sacha quite easily.  

Again, the sight of a randy little Satyr, crouched over a woman, fucking her with abandon, struck me as bizarre.  It was too much for me, I indicated to Aaron that I wanted to go to bed.  We shut both bathroom doors again and was only aware of Aaron snuggled in behind me for a matter of seconds before I slipped into a deep sleep.

——-

I awoke the next morning, dreaming about a bunch of Satyr’s taking me in every orifice.  As I came fully awake, I found I was sucking my thumb and had my hand between my legs.  I pulled both hands away, embarrassed about Aaron catching me like that.  Then l glanced over to see if he was watching.  He was lying on his side facing me but was fast asleep.

I lay there trying to recall the events from the night before. As pictures of Valerie being taken by two guys and then memories of Sacha’s seduction and subsequent appetite for sex with more than one guy, ran through my brain, I found they had made me extremely horny.

I returned my hand down between my legs, and sure enough, found my juices were already flowing.  I pushed Aaron onto his back and straddled him, sliding my wet slit along, his semi-soft member.  It only took a few swings of my hips and his beautiful cock started to harden, and I watched him come awake under me.

As I watched his face break out in a huge happy grin, I lifted up, positioned his cock, and lowered myself down until our mounds were firmly pressed together.  We both started humping against one another, and soon I felt the rush and a tingling sensation that seemed to start between my legs and spread all over my body.  I shut my eyes and concentrated on these feelings, then I arched my back as I felt my nipples becoming even more erect!

It took less than a dozen strokes after that, and I came.  So much for the rumour, my girlfriends passed around, that guys always come too soon and leave you frustrated.

Aaron didn’t cum with me; I kept swinging my hips against him, trying to get him off.  I saw his face screw up in concentration, then he stopped me.  “I’m not going to cum, I badly want to pee, Sorry.”  And when he saw the look of disappointment on my face, said, “I don’t mind, that was the sexiest wakeup I’ve ever had, and to watch you cum… I’ll take that any day.”

He took off to the toilet, and looking at my phone, saw that it was 5:50 am.  So I followed him into the bathroom. “Let's have a shower before everyone else is up using it.”

After our shower, we snuggled up in bed again and listened to the activity through in Tony’s Bedroom.  Sounded like Sacha was getting another seeing to from the boys.

“Sounds like last night wasn’t just the alcohol.” Grinned Aaron.

Then we heard the shower going, turn off, and Sacha crept into our room, with a towel held tightly around her.

“I’m looking for my clothes,” she said to us when she saw us both looking at her.

I saw that she was back to her old insecure self.  She looked embarrassed, uneasy and her face blushed red as we looked at her.

“Come here. Talk to me,” I said, beckoning her over.

But I got a bit of a shock, when she came to my side of the bed, dropped her towel, and stark naked, she climbed under the sheets with me.

“My towels wet,” she said in explanation.

Aaron climbed out to give me some room. “I need to pee again.”

“I’m feeling guilty, ashamed, conflicted, I’m definitely going to hell.” She almost wailed to me.

“Sacha! Look at me!  There is no hell, not the sort you're picturing anyway.  Snap out of it, imagine for a minute that you are going through the front door of your work.  You are a Chemical Engineer, you know how all the elements and chemicals react and form everything in the universe.  You have a lot of knowledge in that head of yours, about what happened billions of years ago, right back to just after the big bang.”

I gave her a second to get her mind into the analytical space she would have while at work.

“Now, do you see in all those billions of years, any sign of a god at work, or any sign of heaven and hell?  No, you don’t, God may exist before the big bang, he may have caused it, I don’t know, maybe he made all the elements.  But there is no scientific proof of anything existing, other than what you see in your studies.  And say he does exist, you know that all the probabilities are that there are thousands of worlds out there, he’s not going to have the time to watch what you did last night.  Agree?”

She nodded her head, but still looked doubtful.  We were interrupted by Aaron crawling back under the sheets and spooning up to my back.  But I ignored him and carried on.

“Heaven and hell do exist, they are in your mind.  Last night you went to heaven, in fact, I heard you yell out more than once, that you were in heaven.  Hell is the place your mother has unwittingly sent you, by filling your mind up with all this crap about doing the right thing or you will be struck down dead.  Are you still wearing your chemical engineer hat?  Do you see the sense of what I’m saying?”

Sacha looked at me. “But I did some terrible things last night, and I enjoyed them.”

“How can what you did be so terrible when it made you feel so good?  You hurt no one, in fact, I would venture to suggest, you made three men very happy last night.”

Sacha looked surprised, I don’t think she realised that Aaron and I knew about Carson.  

“But Carson did something really indecent.” I could see and hear the doubt in her voice.

“And you enjoyed it!”  I said softly. 

In a very meek voice she nodded her head, “Yes, I felt debased, but was overwhelmed by the biggest thrill of the night.”

“What did he do?” I asked.

Aaron spoke, “He fucked you in the arse.  You know that there are many women that love that, some even prefer anal to regular sex, for a multitude of reasons.”

I put this bit of information away in my memory banks to quiz him about it later on.  Sacha suddenly grabbed me up in a huge embrace, and she was softly crying into my neck.

“I was feeling so wretched, I’ve had both of them again this morning.  I wanted it, yet hated myself for being so weak.”  She sobbed against me.

At that moment the door flew open and in walked Valerie. “Oh! You're being unfaithful to me already,” she said, looking at Sacha and me, in what must have looked to be a lusty embrace.

Both Sacha and I stammered out our denials at the same time.

“It’s all right, I’m teasing, Aaron would have a huge grin on his face if you were.  Instead, he’s lying there, a million miles away, looking very serious.”

“I’m thinking about Heaven and Hell, and where Nique has taken me these last five days,” Aaron responded.

“Well, get up, Ryker is out cooking breakfast, and says to tell you that he wants to have the sails up and be leaving the harbour before 8:30 this morning.”

Then looked at Sacha, “What are you crying about? There are two guys out in the kitchen, with grins a mile wide.  Considering you put them there, I expected to see you looking the same.”

As she turned to go, Sacha called out to her, “Where are my clothes?”

Valerie responded that they were in the Vanity Chest at the foot of our bed, “I hid them, with Bailey’s, and Nique”s last night, in case one of you snuck off and got out of character. By the way, does anyone know what happened to Bailey? I’ve not seen her.”

“She and Rex, disappeared together, almost straight after the party games.  Carson told us he looked for her and found that Rex’s car had gone,” I replied.

“Oh! There are going to be some consequences.  Sorry, Sacha, I’m guessing you know that Ethan is downstairs sleeping with Sally and Carson.  I looked in their bedroom ten minutes ago.”

A much more confident Sacha hopped out of bed with us and got dressed.  I probably helped that Aaron turned his back and gave her some space.  Once we trundled into the lounge, Sacha moved over to Ryker and helped him cook breakfast.  I took note of the fact that she soon took over, giving him instructions on how to keep the poached eggs runny and to turn the heat down or he was going to burn the bacon.

We had all just sat down to eat a hearty cooked breakfast when Owen crept out to join us, and soon after, Carson arrived from downstairs. 

Sacha finished her breakfast and got up to cook some more for them.  

I had finished mine and gone over to sit with Valerie when Rex stepped through the ranch slider and came to sit with us.

“I’ve brought Bailey’s pirate outfit back, but it will need to be washed, sorry,” he said, handing Valerie a plastic bag.  Then he turned to me. “Thank you for your advice last night.  I know I got a bit stroppy, but I did follow it, Thanks.”

Sacha called out to him, to get some breakfast.  Ethan and Sally came up the stairs about the same time.  Ethan looking as guilty as anyone I’ve ever seen, but Sacha pretty much ignored him, she handed him a plate and told him to take what he wanted, then carried on cooking.

I went over and sat by Rex, asking him how it went with Bailey and if he was going to see her again, as I knew she was going to be on the island for at least two more days, while their yacht was repaired.

“No, she said this morning, that it was a one-off and not going to happen again… Unfortunately.”

—-

A funny aside; a  week later, Ryker was on the phone with Tony and Tony recounted a tail he heard down at the local pub.  

Evidently, the old tractor guy entertained the whole pub with the story about the night of our party.  He said in a loud voice so the whole pub could hear; about the young girl from the beached yacht, being the most religious woman he had ever met.

“That red-headed builder guy brought her home just after 11:00.  They were hardly through the door of the flat below when she was praying.  ‘Oh God’ she kept yelling.  ‘God I love it, God it’s wonderful, and God I’m coming.’  I was wishing she’d bloody go, I needed to get to sleep.  They were only quiet for twenty minutes when she started praying again.  Yelling out, ‘How beautiful he was and god is huge etc.’  Then again just after three in the morning, I was woken up again with her yelling out, “Oh God, Magnificent, etc.  Then, bugger me if she wasn’t singing all the 'Oh God' stuff again just after 5:00 this morning.  A very, very, religious lady,” he said.

I had laughed, at Ryker’s telling. Remembering Rex say it was a one-off, sounds like the night had a few more than that.

—-

The three of us packed our bags and took them down to Tony’s van.  Ryker took Sacha into the apartment downstairs, and I could see that he was having a long talk with her.

When they finally came out to join us, Rex and Sally were waiting in their car, with Ethan in the back.  He leaned over and opened the other door for Sacha.  But she ignored him, turned, gave Ryker a big farewell hug and a very passionate kiss.  Ethan looked pretty pissed, not a happy camper at all.  Rex and Sally seemed to be OK, but I doubted that was going to last much longer.

Once they had departed, Tony drove us over to Schooner Bay and Valerie set off with Owen and Carson, down to their yacht.  It was just before 8:00 am, so we were going to get away on time.

As we rowed out to the yacht, I asked Ryker what was his big discussion with Sacha, “It looked very serious?”

“She’s leaving Ethan, going to call her work in Auckland as soon as she gets home and see if she can return full-time next week or the week after.  Says she has been wanting to do it for weeks,” said Ryker.

Aaron piped up, “Where will she stay?”

“I’ve asked her to move in with me.”

Aaron’s Jaw nearly hit the bottom of the boat, “Looks like we both found a good woman this weekend!”

“Yes, you had better call Max when you get home and thank him for bringing Veronique,” said Ryker, giving me a cheeky grin.

“I have another couple of questions.”  Ryker looked at me and rolled his eyes.

“What were you talking about with Carson earlier? That also looked a bit serious.  And what is in the big package that Valerie handed you?” I asked, looking at the big plastic bag on top of our gear.

“I’ve asked Carson to do some work for me.”

“He’s not an Architect.  Doesn’t even know anything about building,” exclaimed Aaron.

Ryker laughed, “I’ve asked him to come and entertain at my dungeon opening in two or three weeks.  And the package is his Satyr outfit.  I’ve made a good donation to the Island theatre company and bought it from them.”

When we got to the Yacht, we all readied it for the trip home, but we kept discussing Carson.  We all agreed that he was quite a character, and had been the life of the party.  Aaron and Ryker couldn’t believe his stamina. “He had three women, and tells me he gave Sally another couple during the night!” Declared Ryker.

We sailed out of Schooner Bay just after 8:30 am, and headed down to Channel Island first, where we did one circuit and caught two Kahawai.  Then we sailed down to Happy Jack Island and pulled into Elephant Cove for lunch.

Ryker was going to make sandwiches, but I asked if I could search the galley and do lunch for a change.  I figured we had all had enough seafood, so I searched through the cupboards and the freezer.  Hauled the bits and pieces I’d found out onto the bench and starting to make up a Pasta dish.  I called Aaron in and asked him to help me fry up the half dozen beef sausages I had found in the freezer.  I started boiling up the packet of spaghetti and chopped up some garlic cloves, some baby mushrooms, and stood next to Aaron, as he fried the sausages on the other burner.

I added the spaghetti and some of the starchy water to the pot of sauce, some olive oil, let it simmer, then dished the lot out over the sliced sausages, finished with a good sprinkling of parmesan cheese and paprika.

It went down a treat.  

Once finished, Ryker let Aaron do the cleaning up and he came and sat down with me,  

“Bruce and Jill, you know, the ones I told you about when you asked about BDSM,  Well the husband of the couple that I think put me onto Bruce and Jill, is very high up in the medical department at Auckland Uni.  I’m going to ask him if I can get you onto this year's psychology course.”

“I can’t do that, I haven’t the money, and my parents certainly can’t afford it, plus I already have a job.”

“You said your bosses are trying to talk you into becoming a doctor.  And it's pretty obvious why.  So your job is not a factor.  And I’m going to sponsor you, so money is not a problem either,”  Ryker said.

“I can’t take money from you, I hardly know you.  What will you want in return?” I argued.

Ryker calmly quietened me down, then explained that he had inherited more money than he knew what to do with.  And added that with the success of his architectural business, he could live well above his means on that revenue alone. 

“I decided when I was at University, that I would try and do some good with what I have inherited.  So I support a few charities that concentrate on saving endangered animals, etc., plus I have a couple of conservation projects going with Tony on the island.  But to support you into becoming a dam good Psychologist, would probably do as much good as some of my other efforts.  So I want nothing more than to see you succeed.”

"Besides, with my lifestyle, I may need some more of your good advice over the years, so having you properly trained seems like a bloody good idea."

Aaron came out and heard the end of our conversation, and they both talked me into letting Ryker see if he could pull off a meeting with the medical guy at the University. Ryker admitted it was a long shot, as the first semester started in less than three weeks.  But he had heard there were always students that pulled out for a multitude of reasons, and that one of their spots may be available.

I leaned against Aaron and just relaxed, letting the motion of the yacht lull me into a dreamy state.  I thought about the weekend and all that had happened.  From my first sex with Aaron, the amazing experience with both Aaron and Ryker on the beach, watching Sally have multiple orgasms, Aaron sharing me with Rex, to Sacha being shared last night.

How much was I going to tell my friends?  As I thought this through, I realised I couldn’t really tell them much at all.  I’d grown away from them in the last year, especially my best friend who I’d know since kindergarten, Sacha.  All she thought and talked about was boys and fashion, she was such a terrible gossip.  She just lived with the sole goal of catching the wealthiest, best-looking guy she could.

Thinking of my group of friends, one stood out though, Natalie.  She stood out, as she had only started at our school two years ago, and was a bit aloof and quiet.  Sacha reckoned she had heard she had an older guy as a lover.  Thinking as I was about the weekend, that made sense to me, she probably thought we were all pretty immature.  I had seen her a couple of times around the hospital and knew she was training to be a nurse.  I made the decision that I would try and have lunch with her in the next week or so, to find out what made her tick.

Coming back to the present, I was aware that Aaron was whispering a question in my ear,  “Do you want to come down and help me pack, we will be at the Akarana Marina in an hour or so and will be spending the next few days apart?”

I looked around, Rangitoto was looming on our left, the weekend was nearly over.  I was hit with the horrible thought that I was going to spend the next few nights on my own.  I was going to miss being around these two guys, and especially having Aaron’s warm body beside me as I slept.

I also realised that with all my thoughts of the weekend, I was horny. “Yes, let’s go pack,” I said, leaping up and grabbing Aaron’s hand.  I pulled him down below, into the forward cabin, and shut the door.

Aaron had a startled look on his face, he was caught out by my unexpected show of sexual desire.  I unzipped my shorts and as they fell to my ankles, I reached over and started unzipping him and dragging his shorts down his legs.

Suddenly, my need registered with him.  His face changed from surprise to a look of animal lust and he grabbed at my waist and pulled my T-shirt up over my head.  I tried to do the same to him, but he brushed my hands aside, picked me up, and lay me on my back on the bed.  I held onto his neck and pulled him hard against me, feeling his hand between my legs, trying to rip my panties to the side.

He rammed a finger inside me, and finding me already wet, he pulled it out and positioned his cock against my slit.

His urge was now even greater than my own.  I knew he was trying to be gentle, but couldn’t contain his lust.  He thrust his way inside me, then set to jerking his hips at quite a rapid pace.  I tried to slow him down, as I wanted this to be special, seeing as I may not have him again for who knows how long.  But he was too far gone, all my protestations did, was spur him on, so I wrapped my legs around his arse and urged him to fuck me harder.

He must have felt himself close, and realised he needed to wait for me, as he came to a stop, his face screwed up in his effort to hold back his impending orgasm.  Then pulled out and gripped his cock hard. “Fuck, I nearly came, Sorry!”

“Come here, I want you to come.  Bring me off with those beautiful fingers afterwards.”

He rolled me over onto my stomach and entered me from behind.  Now I felt my own orgasm building and turned my head to search out his face, “Wait for me, I’m close,” I groaned.

He reached under me and lifted me onto my hands and knees.  He grasped at my tits, handling them roughly, searched out my nipples by feel then twisted and kneaded them, bring waves of desire flooding through my whole body.

When he leaned forward and kissed me I was gone and as I erupted, I felt him exploded inside me.  We both writhed and spasmed as climaxes raged through our bodies.  Then we collapsed, side by side on the bed.

“Fuck that was intense,” he said, astonishment sounding in his voice.  “I can’t believe I lost control so easily.  Did I hurt you?”

I replied that he hadn’t and it was just as good for me.  We lay there, talking quietly for a bit, as our hearts slowed back to normal.  Then Aaron asked me if I’d move in with him, as he didn’t want to spend his nights alone anymore.

I was on cloud nine as we walked up on deck and rejoined Ryker.  We were just rounding North Head, only ten to fifteen minutes from docking at the marina.  I wondered how my mother was going to react when these two handsome guys turn up with me.  And how hard it would be to tell my father I was going to leave home.